Chapter 752: The Goddess Has Arrived

Sun Weiwei dared not delay even a bit. ^

After seeing the news, Sun Weiwei hurriedly put down what she was doing...... and rushed all the way to Su Monong's office.

Not long after, a knocking sound came from the office door.

Sun Weiwei lowered her head and cautiously walked in.

Sun Weiwei's heart was full of anxiety, fearing that Su Monong would really get angry and punish her.

Sun Weiwei entered the office, her tone respectful yet flustered:

"Sister, I've come, I'm apologizing to you, sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Su Monong lifted her eyes and glanced at her, her tone flat, without the slightest ripple:

"An apology? Just apologizing isn't enough."

Saying this, Su Monong picked up her phone and dialed Lin Yuan's number.

"Lin Yuan, come to my office for a moment; I have something to discuss with you."

Lin Yuan was still in his own office at that moment, receiving Su Monong's call, his heart full of doubt.

Lin Yuan, however, did not refuse.

A few minutes later.

When Lin Yuan arrived and pushed open the door...... he saw Sun Weiwei standing to the side with her head lowered, and Su Monong with a cold expression.

Lin Yuan instantly understood a bit.

Su Monong pointed at Lin Yuan and coldly said to Sun Weiwei:

"Apologize to Lin Yuan as well; just now you kept it from me and went to find him, disturbing him. Not only must you apologize, but you must also attend to him properly, properly make up for your mistake, until he is satisfied."

Sun Weiwei's body stiffened, a flash of embarrassment and hesitation crossing her face, yet she dared not defy Su Monong's order.

Sun Weiwei could only slowly turn around, look toward Lin Yuan, lower her head, her tone tinged with embarrassment:

"Lin Yuan, sorry, I was rash just now; I will attend to you well and make up for my mistake."

Lin Yuan stared at the scene before him, completely dumbfounded, standing rooted to the spot.

He didn't know how to react.

On one side was the domineering Su Monong, on the other the embarrassed Sun Weiwei......

Lin Yuan for a moment...... actually didn't know whether to refuse or accept.

His heart was full of complex feelings.

Meanwhile, Sun Weiwei had already walked up to Lin Yuan and knelt down with a plop.

Needless to say, Sun Weiwei has now been tamed into being very obedient......

Sun Weiwei took a deep breath, setting aside all her embarrassment and restraint......

She slightly bent her waist......

She reached out her hand and gently smoothed the wrinkled pant leg of Lin Yuan.

Her fingertips...... carried a barely perceptible tremor.

Sun Weiwei then turned around...... fetched the warm water from the side and handed it to Lin Yuan.

Her voice was gentle yet carried a hint of formality:

"Lin Yuan, sorry, I previously kept it from sister to come find you; please forgive me."

Lin Yuan looked at her humble yet earnest demeanor, then glanced at the icy-suited Su Monong beside him, and ultimately couldn't bring himself to refuse, taking the cup,

Sun Weiwei didn't stop her actions, picking up the towel beside her and gently wiping the stain that had accidentally gotten on Lin Yuan's cuff,

Then she continued apologizing to Lin Yuan, continuing her atonement......

Su Monong began giving orders, letting Sun Weiwei perform various acts of atonement......

Sun Weiwei's actions...... were careful, for fear of upsetting Lin Yuan, and also for fear of angering Su Monong.

Sun Weiwei lowered her head, her brows and eyes full of obedience, completely lacking her former liveliness.

All that remained was her reverence for punishment and a barely perceptible sense of grievance.

Su Monong sat behind the desk, arms crossed, her cold gaze fixed on both of them.

Lin Yuan sat in the chair, feeling somewhat ill at ease.

He looked at Sun Weiwei attentively serving him before him, and also at Su Monong supervising from the side.

Lin Yuan's heart was a mix of five flavors, both enjoyment and helplessness.

And also a hint of indescribable complex emotion.

Lin Yuan could only let Sun Weiwei continue doing these things.

Su Monong would occasionally interject with a reminder:

"Take it seriously, don't just go through the motions; this is the punishment you deserve."

Sun Weiwei was frightened, her whole body trembling, her head lowered further, tears welling in her eyes.

Sun Weiwei dared not lift her head to look into Su Monong's eyes.

The office atmosphere remained still, without a hint of noise. Sun Weiwei kept in mind her mistake of overstepping to communicate privately and disturbing Lin Yuan, and also understood that Su Monong's intention was not to deliberately make things difficult, but to have her remember workplace boundaries and learn to respect the rules. Suppressing all her nervousness and unease, she took a deep breath, her eyes shedding embarrassment and gaining a few more degrees of sincere guilt.

She softly asked Lin Yuan, her tone sincere and earnest: "Brother Lin, today I was inconsiderate, rashly interrupting your work, disrupting your rhythm, causing you much trouble. If you don't mind, let me soak your feet to ease them; this also counts as my sincere compensation for my fault."

Lin Yuan saw the genuine remorse in her eyes, then glanced at the composed Su Monong beside him, who intended to set rules, and gave a slight nod of agreement. Having been busy running about today, sitting long in the office and rushing back and forth, his legs were indeed sore and fatigued, so he also tacitly accepted this sincere compensation.

Seeing this, Sun Weiwei promptly stepped out of the office with light steps, efficiently fetching a basin of warm, suitably temperate water, the temperature adjusted just right—neither hot nor cold, warm and comfortable. She carried the basin back inside carefully, placed it steadily on the floor beside Lin Yuan's feet, then bent her knees into a half‑kneel on the ground, her posture respectful yet open, without any trace of servile humiliation.

She gently raised her hand, signaling Lin Yuan to relax. Lin Yuan slightly leaned forward, removed his shoes and socks, and slowly placed his feet into the warm water. The warm water enveloped his feet, instantly dispelling the fatigue accumulated from days of busyness; the soreness eased by more than half, and he unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

Sun Weiwei's fingertips moved gently, carefully massaging Lin Yuan's feet. Her actions were delicate and tender, lightly pressing the acupressure points of the ankles, soles, and toes with appropriate force, skillful and attentive. She knew her mistake this time was highly improper—without superior permission she privately contacted a colleague, not only disrupting the team's work order but also delaying Lin Yuan's primary duties, filling her heart with guilt.

"Brother Lin, I'm truly sorry." Sun Weiwei lowered her eyes, her voice soft yet sincere, breaking the indoor silence: "I acted hastily, attending only to the start and not the end, failing to follow company rules, privately asking you for help, disturbing your work progress and causing you unnecessary trouble. From now on I will certainly keep the rules in mind, always seek approval beforehand, and will never act rashly again."

While she earnestly massaged, she also softly recounted her reflections, every word and sentence coming from the heart. Her formerly lively and restless nature now calmed, shedding impulsiveness and gaining a bit more steadiness and self‑examination. She patiently rubbed each sore spot, meticulously helping Lin Yuan relieve fatigue, fully focused and earnest, with no perfunctory going through the motions.

Su Monong sat quietly behind the desk, watching this scene, her icy expression gradually softening a few degrees. What she wanted was never deliberate obstruction or flattery, but to make Sun Weiwei fully recognize her own problems, correct her reckless, rule‑breaking habits, learn to respect workplace rules, and understand propriety and boundaries.

Lin Yuan felt the easing force under his feet, heard Sun Weiwei's sincere self‑reflection, and the slight unease in his heart dissipated completely. Looking at the girl genuinely remorseful before him, he spoke gently: "It's fine; knowing your mistake and correcting it is enough. In the workplace, rules come first—from now on, think more, ask more, be steadier, and you won't make mistakes."

"I've noted it; from now on I will act steadily and strictly observe the rules." Sun Weiwei replied promptly, her eyes full of resolve.

After ten or so minutes, Lin Yuan's leg soreness and fatigue vanished entirely, leaving him feeling much fresher and more relaxed. Sun Weiwei stopped her motions, took out a clean towel, and gently, meticulously wiped Lin Yuan's feet dry—her actions efficient and thoughtful. She lifted the basin, lightly poured the wastewater to the side to tidy up, then returned to her original spot, posture upright, attitude sincere.

She again apologized deeply to Lin Yuan, then turned to Su Monong and said solemnly: "Older sister, I now fully know my mistake. I shouldn't have acted on my own or overstepped the rules; from now on I will be strict with myself, keep to my duty, and never repeat the same error."

Seeing her thoroughly awakened and genuinely remorseful, Su Monong nodded slowly, her cold voice tinged with relief: "Remember today's lesson—obey the rules, know your limits; that is the foundation of standing firm in the workplace. This fault is hereby let go."

……

Until evening……

The door of the Chairman's Office…… was slowly pushed open.

Sun Weiwei and Lin Yuan walked out one after another.

……

Lin Yuan had just returned to the office.

He thought, then sent Qin Bore a WeChat message.

But Qin Bore still didn't reply.

All day, Qin Bore remained out of contact.

Qin Bore didn't reply to any of Lin Yuan's WeChat messages.

Lin Yuan felt helpless.

He had just lain down in the office to rest a while.

Until evening, before getting off work.

Suddenly, a notice for an emergency meeting popped up in the office group……

Su Monong temporarily called an emergency meeting of the senior leadership, demanding all senior personnel immediately gather in the meeting room, no absences allowed.

Lin Yuan dared not delay, rubbed his throbbing temples, forced his weary body…… and rushed to the meeting room.

When Lin Yuan pushed open the meeting room doors, all senior leaders were already assembled.

Inside the meeting room, the atmosphere was unusually solemn.

Su Monong sat in the chief seat, her expression calm.

She had lost her usual gentleness, exuding a strong sense of oppression all around.

After everyone had arrived, Su Monong gestured for Lin Yuan to take a seat.

Lin Yuan happened to sit right beside Su Monong.

Su Monong spoke slowly, her tone grave and carrying an obvious warning:

"Everyone, lately the Underground Jianghu has been in great turmoil, with factions constantly clashing and friction occurring frequently……"

She glanced around once, then said lightly,

"I demand that everyone, when handling all company business, must be extra careful, try to stay clear of these martial world forces, not provoke them proactively…… and certainly not become entangled with them, to avoid unnecessary trouble that would disrupt the company's normal operations……"

The senior leaders present all nodded in agreement, their faces showing solemn expressions.

Only Lin Yuan…… he sat at the corner of the conference table, a surge of complex emotions welling up inside him.

He lowered his gaze, his fingertips slightly tensed, and the corner of his mouth curled into a bitter smile.

Su Monong repeatedly warned everyone to stay away from the martial world forces.

But she will never realize that the person she keeps urging everyone to avoid is none other than herself sitting right before her.

Lin Yuan, revered by all in the jianghu as the "Priest," is a core figure of the Goddess Group.

Lin Yuan himself…… is the core of the Underground Jianghu forces.

He had long been mired in the martial world's whirlpool, unable to remain detached.

This "discrepancy of being the very target one is supposed to avoid" left Lin Yuan's heart in a turmoil of mixed feelings.

However, Lin Yuan could not show the slightest sign of it.

He could only pretend to listen attentively, burying all his emotions deep inside.

As it turned out, the opening of Goddess Bar 3 Store the previous night had already caused a sensation throughout Hangcheng.

Even Su Monong knew about it.

All day today, on streets and alleys, whether passersby chatting or on major social platforms, everyone was frenziedly discussing this opening gala and last night's big melee.

Even…… related reports appeared on local news.

In a short time, Goddess Bar 3 Store became Hangcheng's hottest topic.

But Lin Yuan knew clearly that the turmoil behind this opening far surpassed what the surface suggested, being far more thrilling and heart‑pounding.

The fierce battle between him and Qin Bore, so intense, yet no media mentioned it.

Related information seemed to be completely sealed off by an invisible hand, not a whisper leaking out.

A flicker of doubt crossed Lin Yuan's eyes.

He didn't need to think to know that someone must be deliberately helping him conceal this information.

This, likely, is the handiwork of the Goddess Qin Bore.

And, just as Lin Yuan lowered his eyes, pretending to listen attentively,

Su Monong's teasing didn't last long; seeing Lin Yuan remain proper, she also did not act out of line.

Su Monong then continued to explain the meeting's follow‑up arrangements.

Su Monong's tone…… returned to its previous seriousness.

She slowly announced: "All right, today's meeting ends here; dismissed."

After everyone had left the meeting room.

Lin Yuan also got up to leave.

Su Monong, however, suddenly called out to him.

"Lin Yuan, wait a moment." Su Monong, seated in the chief position, softened her tone a bit, carrying a hint of invitation.

"There's nothing going on tonight; come home with me for dinner—I've made your favorite dishes."

Lin Yuan gave a wry smile inside; after the afternoon's turmoil in the office, his legs were already weak and feeble, his whole body drained, making even standing a little unsteady.

Tonight, if he were to go home with Su Monong again, he truly feared he would be completely drained, leaving him without the energy to work the next day.

Lin Yuan tensed up all over and, without thinking, shook his head.

Lin Yuan's tone carried a hint of fatigue and resistance as he hastily refused:

"No, Director Su, I'm exhausted today; I'd like to go home early to rest, so I won't trouble you."

Su Monong saw the fatigue in his eyes and did not press further.

But a fleeting, hardly noticeable sense of loss flickered in the depths of Su Monong's eyes.

Su Monong lightly nodded and said:

"All right, then go home early to rest and don't overwork yourself."

Lin Yuan felt as if pardoned, quickly replied, turned, and hurried out of the conference room…

Lin Yuan returned to his own office.

At this time, it was already nearing the end of the workday.

Lin Yuan glanced at his phone; Qin Bore still hadn't replied.

Lin Yuan felt helpless; it was also almost time to get off work.

He simply tidied the documents and items on his desk, preparing to leave work and go home.

Lin Yuan dragged his heavy steps, rushing toward the underground parking garage.

He arrived at his Tesla Model S sedan and got in.

Lin Yuan waited a while before starting the car and slowly drove out of the underground garage.

But when Lin Yuan's car reached the gate of Su Group, preparing to turn onto the main road,

Lin Yuan suddenly slammed on the brakes, and he froze instantly.

All he saw was a fiery‑red Ferrari LaFerrari parked in the open space beside Su Group's gate…

The car's body lines were smooth and sharp; its fiery‑red paint, bathed in the sunset, glowed dazzlingly, especially eye‑catching.

This super‑limited edition sports car worth 40 million yuan was parked right at the entrance as if it belonged there.

The Ferrari LaFerrari, a globally limited‑edition supercar, parked at the gate, turning heads to the extreme.

Passersby couldn't help but stop and stare, whispering among themselves.

Lin Yuan's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his eyes full of astonishment.

He never imagined he would see such a limited‑edition supercar at Su Group's gate…

He steadied himself, narrowed his eyes, and carefully examined the fiery‑red Ferrari LaFerrari.

This… this isn't Qin Bore's car, is it?

Lin Yuan's heart began to race uncontrollably, the astonishment on his face.

His heart was filled with doubt and bewilderment.

He had spent the whole day frantically trying to contact Qin Bore, sending countless messages and making numerous calls, yet Qin Bore remained incommunicado, not even a single reply.

Lin Yuan even… was worried about Qin Bore's safety.

But he never expected that, just after getting off work, Qin Bore would actually drive her car to the front of Su Group and appear before him in this way.

Just as Lin Yuan was dazed, the door of the Ferrari LaFerrari slowly opened.

A stunning figure stepped out of the car.

She wore a form‑fitting black dress whose hem fell just past the knees, tracing out an exquisite, graceful curve that made her posture appear even more slender and tall.

On her feet were a pair of silver‑thin‑heel high heels, delicate and absolutely beautiful.

With each step the heels took, they emitted an elegant rhythm and a clear sound.

Her head of silky black hair fell naturally over her shoulders, swaying slightly in the breeze, adding a touch of laziness and softness.

On the woman's face she wore a pair of black sunglasses that covered most of her face, yet they could not hide the delicacy and aura of her brows and eyes.

Behind the glasses, her jawline was smooth and beautiful, her lips brushed with a light lipstick, giving her a cool, elegant and noble demeanor.

The woman stood beside the fiery‑red sports car like a star under a spotlight, dazzling and eye‑catching.

Passersby and company employees alike couldn't help but stop in their tracks, their eyes glued to her, even forgetting to whisper.

Lin Yuan gazed at that familiar yet dazzling silhouette and instantly recognized her—she was Qin Bore, who had been out of contact all day…

At that moment, Qin Bore, wearing her high heels, was walking slowly toward Lin Yuan's car.